"Eventually, I had to raise my voice to get her attention, and she responded with an attitude, ringing up extra charges on my order. I couldn't let that slide, so I made it clear that I wasn't going to tolerate that sort of disrespect. When I got to the window, she handed me my food, and everything was cold and unappetizing. As she handed me my ice cream, it started to spill out, so I told her to just throw it away—who wants half-melted ice cream?
I tried to peek inside the building to see who was making the ice cream since that was unacceptable, but I couldn’t see anyone. When I asked the girl for some napkins, she only gave me one and told me to "get my a on and have a nice a day." Excuse me?! This place was just not right. To make matters worse, my kids started singing that Sexyy Red song. I really don't understand why the staff acted the way they did, but they've just lost a customer."
